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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=488492" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Happier</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">logic can be so tiring, <br>though sweet and straightforward<br>but it can be too exacting</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and sometimes it does not work for us<br>it serves us a bowl of<br>destruction<br>less the imagination<br>hating the temporary cure of a fantasy<br>an illusion of glass<br>and light<br>and the provision for smell<br>of rare oils of lavender and <br>lemon</div><div style="margin:10px 0">do you know that i have given too much reasoning<br>in exchange for the cold glass of <br>passivity? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i mean, just sitting down thinking about nothing<br>discarding the formula for living</div><div style="margin:10px 0">like a bowl of clay under the sun<br>containing upon itself the song and caress of <br>sunlight</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so gentle like a waft of air<br>around its ring</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is when i discharge what i have<br>when i surrender what i think i must be <br>that i become <br>fully alive</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>logic can be murderous<br>not allowing any twist of fate<br>on solid predictions<br>of this and that<br>with no allowance for a miracle</div><div style="margin:10px 0">logic can kill us<br>how can it entertain other possibilities? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is all numbers and facts<br>for which life is not.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i embrace possibilities now<br>as logic taunts and laughs</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am patient, i listen, i entertain what is hidden<br>from the grasp of the hands of theorems.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you see, i am relaxed, you should see the smile in my face<br>happier than the morning sun<br>the morning daisy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q>
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